Well, last night we headlined for the first time. I can't believe it, after only 2 gig's we got to rock out and have our name on a wall outside the building like we were freaking Bon Jovi! Man it was such a blast. We had some major technical difficulties but hey, what is live music all about right?
We had about 70 people there that came to support us and show their love. I couldn't have asked for a better outfit, environment and friends. It was truly one of the highlights of my life.
It was one of those nights that you see how many people really care and how many people wanna see you do your thing. I do have to say I was absolutly thrilled when the CEO, CFO and the entire Admin team came and shook the stage. I hope it was a memorable night for them because I don't think I could ever forget it.

Sometimes don't you wish that everything would have gone perfectly and everyone would have had as good of a time as us? You never know when your up there, you just hope and pray that they love it as much as you.

So thanks to everyone that came out, sorry for the sound confusion, but we hope you had an amazing time and we hope to see you again!

It will always be a little mark on my heart. The first time.... we headlined.

Remember when you were a little girl and everything was easy? Remember on Saturdays when your entire plans for the day consisted of watching Saved by the Bell? Don't we all wish things could be that simple again. Don't we all wish bills didn't have to be paid and people drove you around wherever and whenever you wanted. AAhhh such is life. You live, you learn and then you die.

It seems every day I grow older, every month and every year, there are so many new changes. Some filled with love and others filled with hurt. With a new season comes a new change and each day a new way to solve a new problem.
Most of the time I just wish things could go back to the way it was. No stress, no bills and no hurt. If there is a way to ease the pain, I am an open book. Open to suggestions on how things can go back in time and erase what has been done. What is about to happen today is not going to be easy and I just wanted to let everyone know. I am not as happy as I appear. This crazy and werid life I live.

Sometimes I wish we could all just go back in time.

Today is very instrumental in our future. Not only are Matt and I planning to move to Italy in about 2yrs, we are moving onto our second home. We sold our very first house today. It is a bitter sweet ending. I am glad to see it go, yet a little skeptical of what the new home holds. At least it will have a pool, and we should at least be able to practice in a good size band room, with no Neil Hairs. Love Neil!

As for the gig. We had a freaking blast. I had so much fun, even though I felt like shit. My voice wasn't the best it has ever been but getting up there in all those lights and all that sweat. Singing and playing our hearts out.... you can't beat it! That is what I was meant to do! How do I get to that for a living ? That shouldn't be legal :)

Thanks for all that came out and supported us throughout the process. It was so much fun, I can't wait to do it next time. Hopefully more than 50 will show up this time. We had 52, so I am shooting for 60. A big kiss to deep ellum and we will keep you posted when the next adventure comes around. ;-)

There is life after 25...

You know when I was young I thought 25 was an eternity. I never thought that it would be this easy and this fun. My husband is amazing and treats me wonderfully. My band is incredible and I really think we are going places. My family... there are no words to say how kind and amazing my family is. And then there are my friends. The friends that show up to a gig on a Thursday night and they have to work the next day, and the friends that stay at a bar, just because your having fun. Friends that are with you whenever you need and friends that give you great freakin' earings for you birthday.

I thank God for all the friends I have, and all the ones I am still getting to know. I thank God for making life interesting and beautiful. I appreciate life and all it has to offer and I hope one day My husband and I will bring a life into this world. Thanks to everyone who is in either of these catagory's for you all make life what it is. Adventurous and Wonderful. What I have learned in 25 years is to be thankful and to give compliments to people that could use them. Another person smiling brings a smile to my face and it could do the same for another. We are all friends and family and lovers. So be thankful... especially to those who bleed into one or more catagory, like the olympic rings. Thanks to all of you who are wonderful and keep a smile on my face.

I'm Driving a Convertible!!!!!

So yesterday, I am sitting at home, waiting to go out to dinner. I knew my hubby would be home at about 5:30ish so when there was a knock at the front door I should have figured something was up. But I didn't.

He asked me to come help him with some stuff outside and there it was.... my new, red convertable. Oh yes!!! It was the most beautifu thing ever. I have been on this convertable kick since I was 16. Man and now I have one. Can you believe my husband surprised me with a car? A convertable and today is HIS birthday.

I often ask myself how lucky I am to have found such a wonderful guy and for him to be so selfless, that on HIS birthday he gets me a gift. I love this man more than life!
Can this life get any better... I often ask myself. And then I answer yes, I get to spend another year and day and hour with my loving husband. So today I am going driving in my BRAND SPANKIN NEW CONVERTABLE! with 6 disc in dash CD. Damn. I can't wait to drive all of my friends around. But save room for my husband... he has perma-shotgun!

I'm in the Wall Street Journal

To Snag a Job Offer,Learn What DamageYou Do in Interviews
By JOANN S. LUBLINMay 2, 2006; Page B1

William Olson has switched employers seven times in 25 years, usually because a search firm pursued him. His success stems in part from his refusal to cooperate unless the recruiter promises to give him frank feedback about his performance during interviews.
He became a regional manager at Guinness Brewing North America, for example, after a recruiter recommended he tone down his aggressive manner. He rose to the top post there five years later. "With good feedback, you can adapt during the recruitment process," says Mr. Olson, now president and chief executive officer of MRINetwork, a Philadelphia search firm.
That's one way to solve a persistent problem. Most job seekers never recognize the shortcomings that kept them from a job -- and so go on to repeat them. The fix: Persuade key players that you will all benefit from an honest reaction.

Lacking a strong rapport with a recruiter, you may never learn about mistakes made. "It's not my job to tell candidates why they didn't get the job," especially if they were a poor fit, treated the receptionist rudely or looked disheveled, says Dora Vell, managing partner of Vell & Associates, a high-tech search boutique in Waltham, Mass.
Yet sometimes, Ms. Vell does help contenders who help her. She recalls one IBM general manager who lost his bid to run a division of a major business-services company last summer. He talked excessively about his lengthy finance experience during the job interviews. "He spoke like a CFO," she says.

When the manager met Ms. Vell for coffee months later, he casually inquired about his failed candidacy. She divulged his blunder because he had opened doors for other Vell clients keen to do business with IBM. "I would definitely present him again for a general manager's position," she says.

Try to solicit criticism from recruiters without sounding defensive. "Some of my best clients are former candidates I have coached through more than one search" because they showed willingness to hear constructive feedback, reports Jordan Hadelman, chairman and CEO of Witt/Kieffer, an Oak Brook, Ill., firm specializing in health-care hunts.
Well-prepared, neutral questions "can distill out a pretty accurate picture" after a turndown, says Gary Ambrosino, chief executive of Sensicast Systems. The Needham, Mass., manufacturer represents his ninth start-up. He suggests asking a recruiter, "Was there anything that made me less competitive?" Another nonthreatening query: "Tell me about the person who got the job."
However, outside recruiters don't always know the real reason that employers reject prospects. And hiring managers rarely cooperate. "They are too busy," a 52-year-old merchandising director frets. Though she has interviewed with nine companies since her August layoff, only one hiring manager provided feedback.

When you request a hiring manager's reaction, emphasize your continued interest in working there. The best time "is at the end of your interview," advises Jeff Kaye, CEO of recruiters Kaye/Bassman International in Plano, Texas. "You may reignite interest in a dead deal." He has hired people he initially rejected because they dug hard to understand why or pledged to fix deficiencies he cited -- such as repeating "you know" 64 times within 15 minutes.

A Kaye/Bassman managing partner interviewed dot-com business manager Andrea Chamberlain last spring for a recruiter's spot. As their session concluded, he told the curious applicant that she was unqualified.
She reiterated her strengths. "I may not have the recruiting experience you're looking for," Ms. Chamberlain remembers saying. "But I have the energy, I'm motivated and I want to work for your company."

Kaye/Bassman subsequently invited her to interview with a different managing partner. He hired her the day they met.
You might find other ways to learn why you didn't get picked. Mr. Ambrosino says his most accurate assessments of his turndowns have come from board members and investors he already knows.

With knowledge comes the power to repair correctable flaws. A Dallas high-tech executive unsuccessfully sought to become chief operating officer of a small concern in late 2005. The outside recruiter informed him that he had acted a little nervous and lacked skills needed to take a company public. The executive quickly changed tactics, and got a job offer elsewhere.
"Simply being told that you presented as 'nervous' or 'weak' doesn't provide any concrete, usable feedback," remarks Donna Schwarz, a partner at ImpactCommunicationExecutive, a New York communication-coaching firm. She suggests a good coach could help polish your inadequate interviewing skills through techniques tailored to your personality.

Can't afford a coach? Conduct mock job interviews with friends. "Or, listen to your enemies," Ms. Vell proposes. "Maybe they have a point. Hear what you don't want to hear."

A Strange and Ordinary World

I go day by day living my life and loving everything I do. I think sometimes that can bite us in the ass. When you don't pay attention to your surroundings or just pay attention to yourself it is seen as selfish. My husband and I are in our band (which rocks and I couldn't be happier), have wonderful jobs and have wonderful times together. Then, somehow the drama of others enters your life and at that moment you have to realize you are not alone in this world. Everything you do is effected by everyone else. A sick circle that is intertwined with the others, never letting go and always spinning. I feel sometimes to be stuck in this circle. Swallowed by the gulp of life and it seems nothing is ever going to change.

When you finally try and stand up for yourself and speak your peace, no more drama. It turns around and causes others to have pain and feel that you are in the wrong. I want to be happy and to have the people around me to feel as much peace and pleasure as I do in my life. I wish everyone had a smile when they woke up and kisses on their forehead.
I ask everyone to stop what you are doing. Be thankful for all that you have and not dwell on what you don't. If you express your feelings and they are misinterpreted, explain them rationally, calmly and respectful of the other person. No more drama folks!! Be blessed to live on this earth another day and don't regret anything that is said or done. Stand by it with confidence!

Say Cheese!

So today we took our band photos, oh my goodness can I tell you I have never had more fun and been more excited at the same time all while having to try make myself look sexy... NOT! Anyway, it would not have been even possible without Steph. She has been by my side for so long and I would not have wanted any other person there to fluff my hair, change my shirt, tell me to cock my hip a little to right or tell me glare like I mean it. I love her to death and I can't wait until My Mistress is the biggest band in the USA and I can have her right by my side. I know she is the only one who will keep me grounded. It is you and me girl in Europe! She is like the sister I never had and the pictures would have been nothing without her. I love you girl! My Mistress loves you too!

How 'Bout My Mistress!!

Well, this whole week has been crazy to say the least. Working like a dog and no resuts. Man, I hate that. Getter sicker by the moment and no one knowing what the hell is going on. And then... My Mistress. Our band and my true love. We have a gig.

Now when I heard it, I thought WOW! That's cool. But now we are recording, things are moving and we are really coming together. I am so proud of where to were to where we stand. I didn't think I would be this excited but I can't help it. My Mistress has come a long way and now it is time to rock the world!

Are you ready to rock? My Mistress style.

Groovin'

So it is Sunday morning and last night we had such a good session with the band. We wrote this new song... Ode to Jimmy. I love it. I can't wait to get up on stage and shake my butt! Just kidding. I am a little Italian girl and I don't dance very well.

My Mistress is going to blow people away. We are a rock, blues, hard rock band all in one. Oh and we have me as a singer, so it is a little feminine too! I can't wait to record, to play some gig's and just rock out! All my friends are there and my husband playing the bass. Life couldn't get any better!

Watch out for "Ode to Jimmy" by My Mistress on the radio folks. We have a hit!

Some Days are just Bitchy!

Well, Saturday morning has rolled around and for some reason I am in a bitchy mood! No reason, my life is great, my friends are great. I am just a bitch. Maybe an alocoholic beverage would cure the soul. . Or maybe not. It is noon somewhere?

Why sometimes do you just wake up in a bad mood. Maybe it is the people or maybe just you! I have had a lot on my mind with work and "new" friends. Not sure if I want to reconnect, it seems forced, but I did anyway. Just to make sure she was well. We used to be so close and now it is like we are worlds apart. Her in hers and mine. I think now that I look back, that it was like that all along. We were always in different worlds and we tried to merge them. It seemed like it worked, and then it didn't. Now we have come full circle and I am so hesitant to accept this new thing I can't stand it. Weird.

Shit, I just really hope the bitch goes away, and happy me comes back. It sucks to be bitchy, especially on a lazy Saturday morning!

Well it seems life moves in cycles. Someone once told me that a life event happens every 3 years and I think he was right. My husband has been with his company for three years and yesterday was his last day. He is ready to start a new chapter and move upward an onward. I am so proud of him!!

Today we are also installing hard wood floors to put our house on the market. I can't believe we are going to sell our first house. It is a life changing weekend and who knows what is going to happen next.

I hope the next chapter is as exciting as this one was... can't wait to see what happens.

Until Next Time,
Drea

Home Sick Again!

Well, another day in the life of Drea. I am sick again and the flu is taking it's toll. I have finally signed into a blog to see what all the fuss is about. I wish I could get over this cold and make some more placements. :)

My job is a lot of hours but the reward I recieve is awesome. Yesterday I made another placement bringing me to my quater goal with 2 months to go!
Hopefully tomorrow I will be well and my husband's chicken soup will cure my illness. I am sick of being sick!

Until next time,
Drea

Singing is Life... it is MY Life

So, as everyday, I wake up, go to work. Do my job so I can get a paycheck and go home so I can write more music. I guess when your young you always know in your heart you want to be a doctor, a lawyer, an actress, a singer... but how do you go about doing it?

All my life I have known. All my life I have wanted to perform and get paid. So I start with My Mistress. Pound the work out of writing songs, practicing and sounding like shit, and performing for the thrill of all 28 people in the audience. I don't care.

Sick, half dead or puking on stage, I am there. I am there with every ounce of energy I have, with every ounce of everything I am. To me... singing is bliss. It is release, it is pain, it is love, it is all. I can't help but feel pain and love simultaniously when singing. The songs mean so much, the words, the melody. It is a physical and musical form of blood, sweat, and tears.

I just wonder... when you want to be a doctor, you go to med school. When you want to be a lawyer, you pass the BAR. When you want to be a singer.... you sing. Why must it be so hard. Why must this love, this passion that I want to share with the world, not have a clear path.

I pray to you, that someday MY break comes. That someday I feel my dream accomplished. I want to be there, standing in front of millions, with them singing along those words that are so dear. I want my dad in the front row, swaying and crying with the sweaty people that paid 70 bucks just to SEE YOUR SHOW. What is that like, I wonder? Why is it so far a reach?
American Idol... I was never good enough. Not "pop" enough. Rejection is a part of the game. It happens 12 times a day in my job. No biggie. But when you love it. When you breath it. When you feel that this world should understand THIS love, and visualize THIS breath. Where do you go from here?

Why is it so damn hard.

Music... what a life.... one day... my life?